Little Hama piqued her curiosity regarding the king of Lalotai. If Tamatoa was truly the crabling that had attempted to fight her, that would be a delightful coincidence. She quietly crawled to the entrance of his cave, but went no further. "Tamatoa?" Orotika called, gazing at the small piles of gold that lined the shell cave. "May I enter your domain?"
A pair of glowing eyes quietly regarded her from the safety of the cave, flashing suspiciously as the looked her over... True, this new monster wasn’t quite as tall as Tamatoa and nowhere near as bulky... but that didn’t mean she wasn’t a threat.
“I suppose that all depends...” he answered, voice laced with venom as his glare narrowed. “Who are you and what do you want?”











